Iron flower
T'es ben trop paqueté Pour chauffer ta minoune
Le last-call est passé Y'a pu' un chat dans' place
Viens j'te paye un café Au p'tit resto d'en face
Ça fait une couple de s'maines Que tu parles de t'tirer
Pis qu'tu m'sors tes rengaines De gars qui est déprimé
Mais come on fais pas l'con Faut savoir s'accrocher
Tsé les mauvais cotons Ça finit par passer
En plus j'aurais pu' personne J'aurais pu'mon vieux chum
Qui viendrait m'bummer des "topes&
Lotto karamba Born Of A Broken Man
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my in the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
(x2)
Like autumn leaves
His sense fell from him
An empty glass of himself
Shattered somewhere within
His thoughts like a hundred moths
Trapped in a lampshade
Somewhere within
Their wings banging and burning
On through endless nights
Forever awake he lies shaking and starving
Praying for someone to turn off the light
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
(x2)
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my in the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
(x2)